Chapter 392 Young Tame Dye Must Be Cultivated From an Early Age (Special Episode 1)

When An Ziyu saw Jiang Luoluo for the first time, his eyes couldn't help but glance at him.

About the same size as him, with beautiful big eyes, as if he could talk.

Little An Ziyu didn't know what good-looking was, but at this moment he felt that he couldn't move his eyes away.

He hid in his mother's arms, and while the strange aunt was talking, he turned his head quietly, and then secretly looked at her.

The other party didn't realize that he was looking at her, and stood there obediently like a quiet doll.

"Hello, Auntie."

The crunchy voice is very nice, with a bit of milky softness.

When the other party looked over, An Ziyu quickly turned his head slightly and buried it in his mother's arms.

The strange aunt greeted him, but after that, the other party didn't look at him again.

An Ziyu felt a little sad, and even felt a sullen feeling that he didn't understand.

In the living room, the other party finally greeted him.

An Ziyu was very happy in his heart, and stared straight at her, but what happened afterwards was not very pleasant.

The other party accidentally fell, and An Ziyu was hit by a hard bone, which hurt very much, and the golden beans began to fall down non-stop.

He was very aggrieved and thought, if he doesn't like him, then he doesn't like her either.

Thinking of this, the tears became more and more urgent, An Ziyu couldn't stop crying, even her mother's comforting words and hugs didn't work anymore.

In the next few days, the other party always wanted to lean in. An Ziyu wanted to play with her, but when he thought of what happened before, he held back abruptly, and turned around on purpose, grabbing the blanket Divert attention.

The other party leaned over, An Ziyu heard the other party's voice, a little coquettish, he deliberately said in a childish voice, "I don't want to play with you, don't come here." But after finishing speaking, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful, afraid that the other party would really hate him.

Today mom made them take a nap together.

An Ziyu was a little bit excited and expectant, but he pretended to hate being wronged. He wondered if the other party would coax him like his mother.

If you coax him, you must like him.

"Ziyu, what do you like?" The other party lay there, looking over with big eyes, looking cautious.

An Ziyu was a little happy, he pursed his lips and said in a milky voice, "Cake."

But he didn't expect the other party to ask him again.

An Ziyu was sad and wronged, he felt that the other party didn't value him at all, it was really annoying.

The other party leaned over, An Ziyu noticed it, and wanted to turn around, but his chin bumped into the other party's. The accumulated grievances and sadness broke out completely, and the tears began to fall again.

He didn't want to do this either, but he felt that the other party really didn't like him.

Thinking of this, An Ziyu couldn't help but think angrily, if he doesn't like it, he doesn't like it, as long as he has a mother.

But for the next few days, the other party kept trying to get close to him.

An Ziyu was extremely conflicted in his heart, he wanted to go but didn't want to go.

The aunt brought over cakes again. An Ziyu liked the cakes she made very much. They were sweet and soft, but because his mother didn't give them too much, he could only eat them in small bites.

Strawberries are sweet, save for later.

Later, he didn't expect that the other party would give him strawberries.